Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
The opposite of to live is to ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Reality
Waking up in your arms might be a fantasy, but waking up in your heart is reality.
2 comments:
through invisibility we travel
...free...
:)
No Love more free then that which finds itself through dreams.
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